Tag: depression

"FroMoJah" is not a new frappuccino. "Hi, yes, I'll have a grande FroMoJah frappuccino please---extra whip." It isn't some sort of hashtagy NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) Challenge. #FroMoJah2018 "FroMoJah" is a day or a moment when everything is so overwhelming you just want to sink to the ground and throw in the towel like… Continue reading Are you having a “FroMoJah” day?

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I've been fighting sickness for nearly two weeks. It started with a cough that stole my voice and ended with a sinus infection. I tried everything to get well and stay well, but in the end I needed to go to the doctor. It seems odd that something so trivial could impact my mood, but… Continue reading Does your mind need a little boost?

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This is part 3 of the series "Invisible Illnesses." To read the previous post, click here. The heavy beat of drums and the wail of electric guitars blared through small white earbuds. Her cold, trembling fingers pressed them deeper into her ears, attempting to drown the screaming and thumping echoing down the hallway. Another uncontrollable tantrum. A tantrum… Continue reading Depression: The Big Conundrum

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She raked slender fingers through her long hair, willing the movement to ease her tensed nerves. Her heart seemed to gravitate towards the floor. Why couldn't something go right for a change? No matter what she did, it all seemed to unravel in the end.
Seized with sorrow, she sank to her knees and wept.
Plagued with doubt. Overwhelmingly defeated. Dogged by despair.

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For people like me who wage a daily war with depression, there is a phrase that pops up every so often, and we grow weary of saying it: "I'm depressed... Again." It's frustrating, upsetting, and draining. "Will this ever completely disappear? Surely people are sick of my black cloud... I know I am."
You know you have to face the day again tomorrow. You know you'll likely wonder why you bothered to get out of bed. You feel like nobody cares.
There is One who always cares. He already knows you're hurting. He holds all your tears in a bottle. He watches the ongoing fight.

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Somewhere, right now, there is a young mother standing in her house, the fingertips of both hands pressed into her head in frustration. The house gets cleaned, only to be dirty within a few minutes. She sits down to rest only to be interrupted by another of her children. The sink is clogged, the repairman is calling, the bills need paying and dinner needs preparing.
Somewhere, right now, somebody you know is feeling overwhelmed.
It might even be you.

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When we are young, we think we have an abundance of time. After all, our parents and teachers tell us, "there'll be time for that later," or "not until your older." We spend the first 18-20 years of our lives waiting until we are "older" to "do" things.
There is one thing we should never put off...